Got an idea what you are saying about some babbling fool carrying on a conversation with his/herself. It used to be that there was just such a person that wandered the early morning streets and carried on the same. I used to look forward to seeing her because everytime I did I would think about how the mind can wander and knew that of all the places I've been I never made it quite that far. I thank God for that everytime I inhale. The ironic part is that when the header is deleted the rest of the gang will know that everyone responding to this has gone that far themselves.